I might give a little bit of thanks too
(here is a little bit of text to fill the space when it is posted to Facebook so you cannot read my blog without clicking the link)
Given my own space to be
Even when I was ill and let everybody down
Even when I wandered lost around the long country roads in a fever
I now know where I am, but it took a while.
Now recovered I relax
Meanwhile if you want a detailed drawing of the underside of the upper bunk let me know
I can recall every detail
or perhaps the back of the loo door
moving swiftly on
how many of you readers can say you have been collected as soon as you were ready and taken to a woodland full of tents and fires and wonderful people
To spend time where everything is ok
Where you discover Viking Ris (Barley grains cooked to perfection) served with wild garlic and root vegetables like you have never experienced
Even the water from the earthenware jug was amazing
To be taken from there to the chieftains house
To be made welcome and allowed to be yourself in your own space and to be drawn in to be fed and shared with in this rambling timbered wonder of a place
On the way here I saw roaming marshlands, huge wading birds, faces in the rocks, llamas, Elk (I think, but something big moving on the mountainside – perhaps a bear), a roman villa, the grave mound of Half-Dan the Black and so much more.
I recovered in time, once here, to partake of a Viking banquet created by globaly renowned chefs and was honoured to be asked to perform for the press and the Vikings (although the picture of me in the papers was rather grossly dramatic).
I have eaten my favourite food; dark brown cheese with pear and honey.
Today I was taken through the mountain to the next world, where trains and ferries traverse, I wandered through an organic garden where seeds I sent are flourishing, I bought beans to sprout because you cannot get beansprouts anywhere here, I learned to tell the time, and to call others to dinner, and I climbed an ancient burial ground: I have walked sunwise around a stone-which-is-stood as others have done before for countless times.
I am in a world which is countless.